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Leone Leoni
(c.1560 - 1627)
Ego dormio
(S.S.A.A.T.T.B.B.)
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One of a collection of settings from the Song of Solomon from Promptuarii musici (vol. 3), 1613.
Lyrics: Song of Solomon, ch.5 v.2
Ego dormio, et cor meum vigilat:
vox dilecti mei pulsantis,
Aperi mihi, soror mea, sponsa,
amica mea, columba mea,
formosa mea, speciosa mea, immaculata mea.
Quia caput meum plenum est rore,
et cincinni mei guttis noctium.
I sleep, but my heart waketh:
it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying,
Open to me, my sister, my spouse,
my love, my dove,
my comely one, my fair one, my undefiled:
For my head is filled with dew,
and my locks with the drops of the night.
Ego dormio, et cor meum vigilat:
vox dilecti mei pulsantis,
Aperi mihi, soror mea, sponsa,
amica mea, columba mea,
formosa mea, speciosa mea, immaculata mea.
Quia caput meum plenum est rore,
et cincinni mei guttis noctium.
I sleep, but my heart waketh:
it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying,
Open to me, my sister, my spouse,
my love, my dove,
my comely one, my fair one, my undefiled:
For my head is filled with dew,
and my locks with the drops of the night.